Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Two bare calves rubbed against Ding Heng's knees, their skin smooth and slippery.

"Brother~"

Baima called out again, bringing her face even closer, her nose almost touching Ding Heng's chin, her warm breath brushing against him.

Her small face had big, bright eyes that blinked rapidly.

Her lips were slightly pouting, pink and tender, glistening with a moist sheen like jelly.

Unable to resist her rubbing against him, Ding Heng reached out and pressed down on her shoulder, gently pushing her away.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

"Then promise me!"

Bai Ma staggered back half a step after being pushed by Ding Heng, but immediately pressed herself back against him. This time, she buried her face in his chest, rubbing against him like an unruly pet.

"What did I promise you?"

"Buying a car."

"Didn't I say we'd talk about it after you get your driver's license?"

"No, we need to agree on this beforehand!"

"Eh..."

Seeing her pleading look, Ding Heng felt a sudden pang of tenderness in his heart.

This girl is becoming increasingly presumptuous in front of him.

Especially today, it's like it took the wrong medicine; once it came on, it was completely unrestrained...

"How about this?"

Ding Heng said seriously, "I have a request."

"you say!"

Baima immediately sat up straight and pricked up her ears.

"Isn't there still more than twenty days of summer vacation left?"

Ding Heng instructed, "Find a part-time job. I'll multiply the amount you earn by 100, and the final number will be your budget for buying a car."

Baima blinked and began to calculate.

Earn one thousand, multiply by one hundred, and you get one hundred thousand.

Earn 10,000, multiply by 100, and you get a million.

She originally wanted to buy a car worth around 500,000 yuan, so she needed to earn... 5,000 yuan.

More than 20 days, 5,000 yuan.

Two hundred and fifty a day.

Baima slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Deal!"

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "Have you thought it through?"

"Think about it!"

Pema patted her flat chest vigorously, full of confidence: "It's just making some money, how hard can it be?"

"I'm telling you in advance."

Ding Heng said sternly, "You are not allowed to take on part-time jobs like softcore pornography or escort services. You must find a proper job."

Baima was taken aback.

"Why? Why isn't playing games with others a legitimate job?"

"I said no, so it's no."

Ding Heng remained unmoved: "I am Party A, and the final interpretation right rests with me."

"But……"

"No buts."

Ding Heng interrupted her: "I will give you the detailed terms tonight. If you violate the rules, the deal will be void immediately."

The man's expression was serious; he didn't seem to be joking.

"Row!"

Baima gritted her teeth and nodded vigorously: "It's just making money, how hard can it be!"

After dinner, Ding Heng tossed a document in front of Bai Ma.

The printing was neat, and each line was numbered, making it look quite formal.

Ding Heng then took out a black ballpoint pen and placed it aside.

"have a look."

"contract?"

Baima reached out and picked up the contract, glancing at the title first—"Several Clauses Regarding Baima Yangjin's Summer Part-Time Job to Earn a Car Purchase Fund."

Her lips twitched.

"Brother, you're making it sound like you're signing a contract to sell yourself into servitude..."

"Read the contents first."

Baima pouted and looked down.

[Article 1: During the part-time period, no illegal or disorderly activities may be engaged in, and no one may participate in or assist others in illegal or criminal activities in any form.]

Baima nodded, "This one is fine."

[Article 2: During the part-time period, no form of softcore pornography work is permitted, including but not limited to companionship, chat services, borderline live streaming, and private cosplay photography. Upon discovery, the agreement will be terminated immediately.]

Baima raised her head, her eyes filled with resentment.

"None of these work?"

"no!"

"Why?"

"I'm in charge."

Baima gritted her teeth and continued reading.

[Article 3: During the part-time period, you must not seek any form of external assistance, including but not limited to borrowing money from friends to make up the difference, finding someone to do the work for you, or using other people's resources to take shortcuts. In particular, you must not seek any form of assistance from Wenjing, Zhao Yanxi, Hua Qing, or Lin Man.]

Baima gasped.

Goodness, all of my sisters-in-law have been blacklisted.

"Brother, you're driving me to the brink of despair!"

"Keep watching."

Baima took a deep breath and looked down.

[Article 4: The initial investment for the part-time job is 200 yuan. Food, lodging, and transportation will be provided by Sister Jiang at your home, and no fees will be charged. However, all personal expenses other than basic food and lodging, including but not limited to shopping, entertainment, transportation, and communication, will be deducted from your earned income.]

Baima frowned.

This means that she can't use all the money she earns as the base for her car purchase fund; she has to deduct her own daily allowance first.

"Brother, aren't you being a bit too shrewd with your calculations?"

"Keep watching."

Ding Heng raised his chin.

Baima bowed her head again.

[Article 5: If the total net income during the summer part-time job is less than RMB 2,000 (inclusive), then Pema Yangjin must strictly obey all reasonable arrangements made by Ding Heng during her subsequent university studies and shall not raise any objections.]

[Article 6: Ding Heng reserves the right to the final interpretation of this agreement.]

Baima suddenly raised her head.

"Brother! What do you mean by this?"

"Literal meaning."

What does "everything is arranged reasonably" mean?

"It means exactly what it says."

Ding Heng crossed his legs, his expression nonchalant.

Bai Ma retorted, "So, if I don't earn two thousand yuan, I'll have to listen to you after I go to university?"

"Correct."

"You'll listen to everything?"

"Correct."

"You tell me to go east, but I can't go west?"

"Correct."

"You're telling me I can't sleep in and have to get up at six in the morning?"

"Correct."

"You let me..."

"Pema".

Ding Heng interrupted her, his tone calm: "Do you really have that little confidence in yourself?"

Bai Ma's words were stuck in her throat.

Ding Heng provoked him, saying, "Two thousand yuan. There are still more than twenty days left in summer vacation. That's less than a hundred yuan a day. If you can't even earn that, do you think you have the right to bargain with me?"

Baima opened her mouth, then closed it again.

Ding Heng is right.